Chapter One
It all started in 6th grade when I moved into this city called Sarasota Fl., I had come from a small town so this was just fabulous. I was excited to make new friends and that’s what I did. On the first day of school it was hard and stuff but soon I had my people. Ok let’s move on from the bullshit and move into the real shit.
The first time I heard of Luke was when my friend, Maddie, said she had an issue with this boy. She said “He is so mean, do you know he called me a bitch today, I’d be okay if someone else said it but he doesn’t even know me.” “Well I’m glad I don’t have any classes with him them, I responded. This all continued Maddie’s hate from him grew and I became quite intimidated by him.
In 7th grade I wasn’t really expecting this plot twist, he was in most of my classes, though Spanish is the one he really only noticed me in. “Should I talk to him, no what if he’s mean to me, what if he does what he did to Maddie,” I would always ask myself before talking to him. But before I knew I started realizing Luke wasn’t actually that bad. He was nice, especially to me, and funny.
I remember one time when my two friends and I were walking in late to class. He came to open the door let me and one of them in and slammed the door on the last one. My friend and I started laughing, because he was always rude to her, but in a joking way. Well he was nice to me until I cussed him out. Let’s just say I was quite obsessed with one direction then and he decided to bad mouth them. After he was done I called him a bitch and told him to shut up. His face when I told that to him will always be etched into my mind, it was hilarious! He then started screaming, “Faith cusses, and did anyone else hear that.” “Yes, I knew she cussed,” one of his friends says back. And Luke just looked at me in complete shock.
After that he stopped being the sweet person that he was to me because I wasn’t as innocent as he thought I was. We continued our lives as 7th graders well until I had some boy drama. No I did not have a boyfriend, I just liked a different boy every week and he just happened to be one of them. I didn’t think much of it I just thought that I was just going through weird teenager shit, and at the time I only was.
~A/N - I'm sorry if this isnt that good its just the back story and there will probably be another chapter like this, but after that the real story will start and it will get better. This is my first time ever posting a story so I'd love some advice just please refrain from hate comments. Thanks for reading - Faith~
